Page 29 of Stray Omega

Ark was not done with her, it seemed.

Even though he had spilled inside her, his knotted erection did not abate. And his cum only added to that change that was already happening in Embla’s body. Her hole gaped a little wider, inviting him in, and Ark accepted the invitation.

He slid into her slowly, penetrating her to the root, and there was a squelch as his seed was pushed out of her.

Embla whined in mingled pleasure and pain.

The inner muscles of her pelvis strained to accommodate his girth, but the sensation of fullness and domination was worth the discomfort.

This was what she needed.

She felt a rough fist in her hair. It was Orwen’s. He lifted her head and turned her face toward Leros. The younger alpha’s cock slipped between her parted lips, penetrating her mouth just as Ark was penetrating her other hole. The base of Leros’s shaft was still swollen from before, and his bulbous knot pressed against her wet lips.

Embla moaned and slurped around that thick meat as Orwen bobbed her head.

Leros did not last long. Within a matter of seconds, his cock was spurting into her again, flooding her mouth with his salty cream.

Orwen jerked her head back, barely giving her time to catch her breath before claiming her mouth for his own use.

And all the while, Ark continued to fuck her, taking her with hard, jolting thrusts that left her weak. His bulging knot thumped and rubbed deliciously at her vulva. Embla was grateful that knot was on the outside of her. Even with the changes taking place inside her body, she would never be able to accommodate that massive bulb of hard flesh.

With a roar, Orwen spent himself into Embla’s mouth. She swallowed it down, and the thick fluid settled warmly in her belly.

“Good,” Ark growled above her. “Take it, omega. Take it all.”

At last, Orwen let go of her hair and withdrew his cock from her mouth, stretching strings of saliva and seed in its wake. He fell back on his haunches, grunting like an animal.

Now Ark had her all to himself.

The massive pack leader fell on top of her, clutching her body in a snug embrace. His scent enveloped her. His hips swiveled deliciously, cock pistoning in and out, balls slapping against her slippery butt, knot grinding against her outer lips.

“Come for me, little omega,” Ark purred. “Come around your alpha’s cock.”

Come.

Embla knew that word, but she didn’t understand the meaning now. Why was Ark telling her to come? She was already right here underneath him. She could hardly get any closer, but she tried, curling her little arm’s around his thick, bullish neck and squeezing for dear life.

“Come.” Ark’s breath tickled at her ear. “Come…”

Suddenly Embla understood. It wasn’t her whom Ark was beckoning to come. The alpha was calling to the wet, hot, frightening sensation of pleasure welling up inside her again.

“Come…”

Embla let herself go. The tension exploded in her core, racing through her limbs in shivering waves of bliss. Her helpless cries echoed through the cave as the inner walls of her hole bore down hard on the alpha’s thrusting cock.

With a feral roar, Ark spilled inside her again. Hot sticky gushes that coated her interior and leaked from her stretched opening and trickled down her ass.

“Ohhh,” Embla moaned.

She fell back against her mat, sweaty and exhausted. A few final aftershocks of her orgasm rippled through her body. She felt as though she could just melt right through the stone floor of the cave and disappear.

Totally satisfied.

Totally relaxed.

But a low rumbling growl roused her out of her temporary state of post-coital serenity.

It was Ark. The massive alpha was hunched over her, lips curled back in a frightening snarl. The other alphas were shouting something at their leader, but Embla could not understand them. In fact, she barely heard them. She was far too worried about what Ark was going to do.

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